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Our Somali Goddess In Ottawa

by Samuelx on Sep 3, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Nothing quite like coming home to my lady at the end of a battle-weary day, folks. My name is Alan James Voltaire, A.J. to my friends, and I was born in the City of Cap-Haitien, Haiti, and raised in the City of Montreal, Quebec. My parents James and Marie Voltaire moved with my siblings and I to provincial Quebec in the tumultuous 1980s. I came to the City...

Quebec Women Simply Rule!

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Sylvester Chartier is the name I go by. I'm a big and tall Black guy of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I work as a Security Guard at the local Art Gallery. I'm just trying to make some money before school starts. In September 2011 I will attend Carleton University. It's why I moved to Ottawa, Ontario, from Boston, Massachu...

Bisexual Somali Wizard

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Man, why can't fate smile upon me for a change? I shook my head as I read the "go away nigger faggot" sticker on my car. Fucking retards, I grumbled and ripped off the sticker, crumpling it and tossing it on the ground. For a moment, I stood there, feeling both angry and powerless in the parking lot of the Royal Bank of Canada in Nepean. Who could have done...

Black Prince and Arab Goddess

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Hi, everybody. Nash Winters is in the house. Kind of an odd name, isn't it? Well, it's the only one I got so a big fuck you to anyone who finds it weird! I was born and raised in the Bagley neighborhood of metropolitan Detroit, in the beautiful State of Michigan. These days, I live in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. You might wonder what an authenti...

Flight of Love

by brethard on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Alyce Walsh knew that tonight would be special. A part of her, however, wished this night would never have to come. Walsh had risen to become the first foreign-born executive editor of Metropolis magazine, a role she had served in for five years before receiving a lucrative offer to become the editor-in-chief of Harbour Magazine, the most popular publicatio...

A Brother's Post Graduation Life

by Samuelx on Sep 12, 2017
Interracial Love

"Bitch, I don't care who in hell you think you are, get the fuck out of my face if you know what's good for you," Rudolph Etienne said to the chubby, middle-aged white woman who stood in front of him at Walmart. Gasping in surprise, she actually took a step back. Everyone standing nearby seemed to freeze, and they stared at the big and tall young Black man w...

Quebec Woman Marries Somali Man

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Bonjour, dear readers. What's up, people? Melody Tremblay-Ibrahim here. I'm a young woman living in the City of Gatineau, Quebec. My friends call me Motor Mouth Mel. I'm five-foot-ten, a bit chubby, with long reddish brown hair, lime-green eyes and alabaster skin. Proudly French Canadian and feisty. Got one hell of a story to share with you. It's not easy be...

The Only Good White Man Alive

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Michael Franks sat in his chair, deep in thought. A stocky, red-haired and green-eyed Caucasian male in his late twenties, he loosened his tie and sank comfortably in his chair, thinking about what Dr. Leonard Kingsbury revealed to him just hours ago. You're sterile Mr. Franks, the good doctor said in that neutral voice. Michael swallowed hard, nodded and th...

Don't Ever Give Up Ch. 03

by SpotInTheSand on Sep 11, 2017
Romance

Note: This is fiction. Sure, most authors, myself included, try to stick to reality as much as possible, but we must take certain liberties. For example, I learned long after developing the concept for this story that a certain statue doesn't actually exist. That statue plays a very prominent role in this chapter. Now, I won't ruin it for you now, but the st...

Kelly: Tomboy Goddess of Nepean

by Samuelx on Sep 11, 2017
Interracial Love

"Oh shit," I said to myself as I felt something hard poke me in the small of my back as I stood in front of the store, doing guard duty. The Super Store located near Baseline Road in the Nepean sector of Ottawa has a reputation for being quite sketchy, hence why the security company sent my six-foot-three, beefy and dark-skinned self to work there. I've star...